Rose Street Lane North

Phew, what  a scorcher (part 2) Part 1 has been non sequentially non loaded at this time.

I spoke to the image consultant over the weekend; we had high level talks on the beach with a sneaky BBQ thrown in too. (It didn't work too well after it had been thrown into the sea)

Through the haze of a hangover, I remembered that 'raising the social media profile' was like a mantra (An Opel Mantra?) that afternoon. 

So after further consultation (ie more beer) we hit on the idea of offering walk on parts in Cigs as a prize on various social media.

Dear reader, if you log on to twit(er).con/cigs and like the post there, your name will automatically entered into a draw for which the top prize (the only prize) is to be immortalised in this journal next to a Cigs tag.
Fakebook has a similar thing going on. Instagran is offering a similar route onto the the blip for the youngsters (don't forget to get the parental permission slip signed too if you're signing up on Instagran).Cigs refuses to do do Snapchat; you're wasting your time there.

Alternatively, just contact me with a large pile of sticky notes and we'll ensure you get snapped with your hero. (I think the marketing boy called it the Corporate Package...? Sounded suspiciously like bribery to me...)

I'm sure it's all legal.

As if to prove a point, IainatCreel was the first lucky recipient of the Cigsblip prize after he successfully negotiated an aubergine and halloumi stack at Leila's in exchange for a walk on part. His people insisted he keep the sunglasses on to protect his anonymity, 

Orange paint on car park barrier lifting apparatus; also with Deli and Fern, awfy runny. Not very easy to spot, but it does say Cigs....